motherhood

It all started with a video of a woman making her own cheese. I have no idea how, but at some point last year, my screen-swiping finger led me down one of the internet’s more fermented rabbit holes. That’s right: I got it into my head that I’d like to try to make cheese. Sour … Read more

There’s a Philip Larkin poem I love that begins, “They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had / And add some extra, just for you.” Those lines have played on a loop in my head ever since I was … Read more